Verse 1
Rejoice, all ye believers,
And let your lights appear;
The evening is advancing,
And darker night is near;
The Bridegroom is arising,
And soon He draweth nigh:
Up, pray, and watch, and wrestle:
At midnight comes the cry.

Verse 2
See that your lamps are burning;
Replenish them with oil,
And wait for your salvation,
The end of earthly toil.
The watchers on the mountain
Proclaim the Bridegroom near;
Go, meet Him as He cometh,
With Hallelujahs clear.

Verse 3
Ye wise and holy virgins,
Now raise your voices higher,
Until in songs triumphant
They meet the Angel choir,
The marriage-feast is waiting,
The gates wide open stand;
Up! up! ye heirs of glory,
The Bridegroom is at hand!

Verse 4
Ye saints, who here in patience
Your cross and sufferings bore,
Shall live and reign forever,
When sorrow is no more.
Around the throne of glory
The LAMB ye shall behold;
In triumph cast before Him
Your diadems of gold!